Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
Hello again, my friends!
Now, y’all know by now that I am nearly addicted to reading. I am an utter bibliophile and reading challenges, specifically this reading lunacy is just up my alley.
Here’s a quick breakdown of the 13 Moons Reading Challenge for you, if you missed my first posts about it:
Continue reading “13 Moons Reading Challenge, Update #3”
14,892 Days Alive
6 Eggs Scrambled for Dinner
3 Mini Waffles Eaten
1 Doctor Appointment Tomorrow
I am out of energy today. Happy Easter to those who celebrate it. Happy Sunday to those that don’t. And happy birthday to my SIL, Bubbles.
14,891 Days Alive
152 Miles Driven Today to Meet Up With Uncle Comic
49 Words Per Minute Typed Going Moderately Slow
12.5 Hours Till the 221B Weekly Write In!
1 Accidental Nap
My jaw is doing the thing where it keeps randomly clenching bilaterally. I assume it’s because of anxiety, because solo trips, more than about 45 minutes have a tendency to make me anxious.
Continue reading “Of Audiobooks and Anxiety”
14,890 Days Alive
11 Hours Til I Meet Up With Uncle Comic
We got out of work early today since it is Good Friday. I haven’t ever really been in a family that religiously observed Easter, so I’m not quite sure what I should expect when I am traveling tomorrow morning.
Continue reading “Of Changed Plans and Challenges”
14,889 Days Alive
4 Layers of Clothing Soaked Through Getting from My Vehicle to the Front Door
1 Spilled Cup of Slightly Splenda-Sweetened Sweet Tea
Physics defeated me this evening by reminding me that an object in motion will stay in motion unless acted upon otherwise. What does that mean? My hand, and a good square foot of my bedroom carpet, got covered in diabetic-friendly sweet tea.
Continue reading “Of Tea Spills and Torrential Downpours”
14,888 Days Alive
20,095 Hours Until I Turn 41 Years Old
94 Days Until I Finish My College Classes
4.0 GPA
We watched the successful Artemis II launch today. I was kind of distracted because of the amount of physical pain I’ve been in the last couple of days.
Continue reading “Of Artemis II and Assimilation”
14,887 Days Alive
It’s been a while.
I’m not sorry I’ve been done for a bit, but I do apologize if I worried anyone with my sudden absence. I was fried. Still am, still struggling. Doing the best I can.
Take your meds, folks.
I love to read. It has been a fantastic, well-honed coping mechanism for the last several decades. It is no secret in my social and familial circles that I am an utter bibliophile. So a reading challenge is just up my alley.
Here’s a quick breakdown of the 13 Moons Reading Challenge for you, if you missed my first post!
Continue reading “13 Moons Reading Challenge, Update #2”
I am currently working on figuring out what is going on with this site. Please bear with me.
Thank you! Take your meds, folks!
I love to read. It has been a fantastic, well-honed coping mechanism for the last three and a half decades plus for me. thankfully, I did eventually wrench out from the works of Charles Lutwidge Dodgson and Edgar Allan Poe.
So what is the 13 Moons Reading Challenge? Read on, dear friends!
Continue reading “13 Moons Reading Challenge, Update #1”
14,808 Days Alive
1 Closet Now 2/3rds of the Way Cleaned Up
The photo you see is me taking a step back from my closet. I haven’t really been able to bring myself to actually start this project until pretty much earlier this evening. I’m going to keep working after this and my initial discussion board post for school this week. After that, who the heck knows what’s gonna happen.
Take your meds, folks.
14,807 Days Alive
1 Closet in Desperate Need of a Clean Up
The photo you see is me taking a step back, looking at the monster hellscape that has become my closet, and nearly crying.
I’m going to tackle it today. Pray for me.
And take your meds, folks!
14,806 Days Alive
$23.87 Spent at the Movie Theater
As I mentioned last night, Lucian and I went to the movies this evening. Yes I am absolutely exhausted. I am also in a wonderful mood even though my left hip is screaming in pain from the stupid bursitis and sitting still for too long.
Continue reading “Of Buttered Popcorn and Bold Choices”
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